Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 270 Unexpected Surprise

Li Sanlang stretched out his index finger, and scratched her nose fondly, "If you have anything to do in the future, you must discuss it with your husband, you know?"

Song Yaomei stuck out her tongue, "Do I also have to tell you about women's affairs?"

Looking at him stretching his eyes very long, it seemed that the entire mountain range of Buried Soul Mountain was imprinted in his eyes.

Song Yaomei pulled the corner of his clothes, "You haven't told me yet, do you know what we are talking about?"

Li Sanlang said lightly: "Lady, don't worry, I will definitely give birth to a well-behaved child with you, and I will never let you suffer any grievances."

Song Yaomei looked at his serious appearance, her shadow was reflected in his clear eyes, his face blushed, and he turned his head away.

He is always like this, always allowing himself to feel his love and warmth anytime, anywhere.

She leaned on his thick arm, her voice was like a mosquito, "From now on, what would I do without you?"

Love is like this, no matter for what reason, because of what reason they met, but in the end, their hearts are still leaning together.

Fate is so wonderful.

The bumpy mountain road hurt her butt.

She hugged his arm coquettishly, "Sir, my butt hurts."

Li Sanlang stopped the bullock cart and looked at her.

Song Yaomei's heart shrank, could she sit on his lap?
Is it not easy to drive like this?

Unexpectedly, Li Sanlang took out a cushion from the bullock cart like a trick.

The surface of the mat is made of bamboo, but the inside is stuffed with cotton, and there are red ropes fastened on both sides.

This can be tied to the body so that when you sit, you won't feel pain in your buttocks.

Song Yaomei happily rubbed her against her face.

Bamboo is cool and cool, and the craftsmanship of weaving is also very fine.

Rubbing on it, I don't feel any discomfort at all.

Thinking about when this man did it behind her back.

"Try it!"

Li Sanlang jumped off the bullock cart and helped her tie the mat to her body.

Seeing the smile in his eyes, Song Yaomei said angrily: "What are you laughing at? Isn't it funny?"

As he said that, he was about to untie the thing, "I don't want it anymore, it's so ugly."

Li Sanlang grabbed the hand she wanted to release, "Lady, you are the most beautiful in my eyes, no matter what."

Song Yaomei lowered her head in shame, and slammed her fist on his body, "You are the best at lying to me!"

Thinking of Qin Yong, when he hugged Qiuxiang that day by the Burying Soul Lake, didn't he say that he would love this woman for the rest of his life?
But in the end?

Qiuxiang was haggard day by day, and after a long time, he would marry another woman.

She was restless, sitting on the scooter by herself, her buttocks were soft, and she didn't feel any discomfort at all.

It seems that those who have been sitting for a long time, the pain in the buttocks has disappeared.

Li Sanlang sat next to her again, "My lady, why don't you like it?"

Song Yaomei shook her head, "No!"

In the blink of an eye, Song Yaomei forgot all the unhappiness in her heart.

Seeing that there was nothing on Li Sanlang's butt, he was about to take off his cushion, "Sister, I suddenly feel that it's okay, you should cushion it!"

Li Sanlang put his arms around her, "Lady, when did you see Father Qin put this on? Sitting like this can also be a good exercise."

Song Yaomei doesn't believe it!
Father Qin put straws on the bottom, "Master, no, husband and wife have to share the hardships and suffer together."

As he spoke, he began to unravel.

Li Sanlang stopped the cow.

Just watching him walk under a dead tree, the tree is not too thick, but looking at the leaves, Song Yaomei has a feeling of resemblance.

Just look, he just stretched out his arm, and with one or two strokes, he directly tore off the trunk of the dead tree.

The tree may have been struck by lightning and split down the middle.

Then, looking at him, with both arms exerting force, the tree trunk was completely split apart.

Song Yaomei was dumbfounded.

She actually looked at Li Sanlang, who was not very strong, and broke a tree in half.

Then I watched him throw half of them on the bullock cart, and put the other on the stone beside him, and then the whole person stood on it and stepped on it.

That half of the trunk seemed to be flattened.

Then it was placed on the front baffle of the bullock cart, and two red ropes were taken out from the body.

Then fasten the block.

Song Yaomei was taken aback for a while.

What kind of wood is this, cork?

Sure enough, when she sat on it, it was really soft.

Song Yaomei was still holding the cushion he made, and she was a little angry.

"Sanggong, since there are such good things, why didn't you take them out earlier?"

Li Sanlang said that he was really innocent and pitiful, "My lady, I just remembered."

"Then what to do with this thing now?" Song Yaomei handed the mat to Li Sanlang.

But Li Sanlang helped her tie it again, "My lady, it's more comfortable this way."

Song Yaomei didn't take it seriously this time, and happily kissed him on the cheek.

"Sir, you are so kind!"

A certain man in black who has been following his master is almost crying sweetly by them.

Although there was a little delay on the road, the ox cart they were driving was very fast, and they arrived at the county seat in a short while.

But it happened to meet the watermelon.

Watermelon was driving an ox cart, with an old doctor hunching behind him.

The doctor was obviously not the original one.

"Lady, we are planning to find you, and the doctor you want has been found."

Song Yaomei was suspicious, "Where is the original one?"

Watermelon scratched her head, "Lady, I don't know either, all I know is that the old doctor seems to have gone wandering."

Song Yaomei was furious when she heard that, "Did you hire a famous doctor last time? No matter how I look at it, it seems like you are fooling me!"

Watermelon gave up again and again, "Miss Li, what are you talking about, you really went to Yunyou. This doctor was specially invited by our shopkeeper from Lincun, pretending to be a doctor!"

The doctor was dressed in white, still stroking his beard.

He also had a medical kit in his hand.

It looks like a doctor indeed.

But it seems that what she saw was carved out of the same mold.

Song Yaomei narrowed her eyes, "Doctor Ma, the little girl is unclear about something, may I ask for advice?"

The doctor stroked his beard, "Miss Li's family, please ask."

"I would like to ask, if there is a woman in the family who has not conceived for many years, but she becomes pregnant after remarrying, why is that?"

Because there were people coming and going on the road, many people looked at them, and Watermelon's face turned red. When this little lady asked questions, it really made people blush.

The old doctor was not unhappy at all, he just stroked his beard again, "Little lady, this question is really good, this question of childbirth is not a woman's problem, it must be a man's problem, since the little lady asked, then This should be a problem with the essence of men."

(End of this chapter)